Tuesday, September 08, 2009

It's like in the great stories, Mister FrodoThe ones that really matteredFull of darkness and danger they wereAnd sometimes you didn't want to know the endBecause how could the end be happyHow could the world go back to the way it wasWhen so much bad had happened

But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadowEven darkness must passA new day will comeAnd when the sun shines, it will shine out the clearerThose were the stories that stayed with you, that meant somethingEven if you were too small to understand why

But I think, Mister FrodoI do understandI know now

Folks in those stories had lots of chances of turning backBut only they didn'tThey kept goingBecause they were holding on to something

There is some good in this world, Mister FrodoAnd it's worth fighting for!~ Samwise Gamgee (The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers)

There are tales that really mattered, stories that are worth telling, and I want ours to be one of them.

My Secret Garden

Behind the old rusty door, a flight of stone stairs leads up to the walking path with little pebbles. Welcome to my secret garden, where the water is calm and the air is crisp. On one of those mild autumn afternoons with clear blue sky and light breezes, let's lay out white linen tablecloth under my favourite Golden Elm tree and serve freshly baked scones with Earl Grey tea.